Chapter 120: Thank You for Picking Up

Alessia was frantic, "Henry, don't listen to him; he will never let you go!"

She had come to see Lennox's true colors – a venomous and cruel old man, not the fair family head she had once believed him to be.

In her eyes, for some unknown reason, Henry had become the person in charge of the North State Group, but sadly , in Freton City, he was no match for Lennox.

Henry shook his head, wondering why all these people seemed to doubt his abilities .

Even Alessia didn't believe in him.

"Stefano, there's no need to hold back. I can see it's causing you discomfort," Henry even found the mood to tease Stefano.

He didn't take the wild claims made by Lennox and Anthony seriously.

But Stefano was seething with anger because Henry was a god in the hearts of the North State people!

The White family insulted god and had to realize that they were going to have a horrible death!

Henry released Stefano from his reservations, and with a few large strides, he was already in front of Lennox.

"What are you doing?!" Anthony finally stepped in front of his grandfather.

After all, if he performed well, once Henry and Alessia were out of the picture, the position of general manager would be his, not to mention the mountains of gold and silver that would fall into their hands if they really got hold of the North State Group.

In the distance, some bold and astute members of the board of directors also began to understand the situation, each of them eager to act.

"This is the White family's turf. Do you really think you two young lads and a woman can do as you please ?"

"We thought you were just foolish and didn't bother with you, but if you continue to overstep, don't blame us for being impolite!"

"Right, why wait for those on death row to come? We can take care of you ourselves!"

Eager to show off and hoping to gain more benefits after Lennox turned the situation around, the board members crowded around.

But they deliberately ignored Henry and only surrounded Stefano.

Henry was a retired soldier; they all knew that. Just now, Henry had kicked the chairman's chair, sending it and the person in it flying, and had also thrown a board member through the air; he was clearly not someone to be trifled with.

But Stefano was just a lawyer from North State.

Just a contract signer.

Stefano couldn't take it anymore. He had realized that these people all thought he was an easy target.

Anthony was still ranting, "I've had training too. If you know what's good for you, kneel down quickly. I'll consider maybe torturing you less. A small lawyer shouldn't be so arrogant."

Stefano's gaze was ice-cold, with endless murderous intent churning deep within his eyes, which, regrettably, most people present failed to perceive.

Even if Antonio had seen him in this state, he would have been deeply wary.

After all, Stefano was Henry's lieutenant, and though he might not have killed as many people with his own hands as Antonio, the number of enemies he had eliminated in battle under his command far surpassed what Antonio could achieve in a hundred years.

"Call your man back now," Alessia urgently shouted.

Of course, Henry would not do as suggested; he simply instructed with indifference, "No rush with Lennox and Anthony, the others... it doesn't matter if they die."

"How dare you? You think you can just kill people?" The people of the White family were frightened by what Henry said and were taken aback for a moment. But then they thought that no matter how powerful the North State Group was, it had no roots in Freton City. To kill would be to openly defy the laws of Freton City, and then it wouldn't just be the White family against them, but the entire government of Freton City, even that of Diony Country.

A member of the White family laughed out loud, "In Freton City, only the four great families have the right to kill at will. You think you can kill us? Do you even know what the law is?"

No sooner had the words left his mouth than a fist came flying, causing the man's head to explode like a watermelon. His insides splattered everywhere, staining the other board members’ faces.

In their shocked gaze, Stefano slowly retracted his fist and muttered, "The law? If you hadn't mentioned it, I would have forgotten about such a thing."

In North State, the only law was the North State military.

Even in Freton City, Henry, Antonio, and Stefano never really took those two words seriously.

The so-called law had always been a tool to control the weak and could never limit the strong.

The White family may not fear it, but the people of North State have even less regard for it.

"You really dare to kill? You're dead; you're definitely dead!"

Witnessing a head explode right before their eyes, especially when the head belonged to one of their companions, the board members were petrified. One of them screamed in panic, not even realizing that his pants were soaked through.

They had all engaged in illegal acts to some extent, but they had never seen such terrifying behavior as Stefano's.

"I'm going to call the public security bureau. I want them to send a special forces team to catch you... you murderer!"

He shivered as he took out his phone and dialed the public security bureau, but as soon as the call connected, Stefano's cold punch came, and with a loud splat, the man's body swayed and fell to the ground.

The phone slipped through the air, and Stefano caught it, saying, "You can't even speak clearly, how will you report anything to the public security bureau? Let me help you."

Putting the phone to his ear and hearing the voice of inquiry on the other side, Stefano said with a smile, "Hello, my name is Stefano. I'm currently killing people in the White Group's conference room, and I am going to continue to kill..."

He stretched out his hand and counted the heads of the White family members who had just scolded or crowded around him, "about thirteen more."

"I'm a bit busy and have nothing else to add, I'll hang up now. Thank you for picking up."

He casually threw the phone away and looked towards the stunned White family members, "Shall we begin now?"

"Madman!"

The White family finally understood that this Stefano, who looked so refined, was actually a cold-blooded killer!

Run!

This thought spun wildly in their minds as the White family members, looking deranged, rushed towards the exit of the conference room.

But Stefano didn't give them a chance. Like a cold, ruthless killing machine, he quickly followed behind them, throwing punch after punch.

The moment Stefano started, Henry pulled Alessia behind him, but the sounds of bursting thuds still made Alessia shrink and tremble.

Lennox and Anthony had already collapsed on the floor, struggling to crawl backward while screaming in terror, "Demon, demon!"

Henry watched this with a sense of amusement.

"Stefano, spending these past few days with Antonio has made you a bit more irritable," he commented.

"You're starting to mimic a bit of Antonio's style."